Not All Loss Comes From Death

Not All Loss Comes From Death

A Poem by Nami Machae

I lost my father at the age of nine
To the bottom of a bottle 
and a ten dollar w***e

I lost my mother at the age of ten
To a puff of smoke
And an abusive boyfriend

Both were lost, 
taken from me while still being alive. 

I got to watch as they became empty,
Angry with each other 
And with themselves
For what they became. 

So as I sit in this room
Trapped with my thoughts
All I can think is
Who will I lose next?

© 2015 Nami Machae



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What a haunting poem... I did think the third stanza was a bit unnecessary however.. It seems like the rest of your poem already communicates what that stanza is expressing :)
Other than that, I'm a fan.. Looking forward to reading more!

Posted 2 Years Ago


Good work here. People can be lost in so many ways. But the important thing is to never lose yourself. Cause that's the hardest person to find back. I always compliment writers who can accomplish so much meaning with so little words. Great job. Keep up the good work.

Posted 2 Years Ago



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